Cruiser

April, 1978

I always thought I could handle anything, max. In '68 I dropped enough acid to melt down a small Truck. In 1970 I caught shrapnel in my neck. I was in a V.A. Hospital for eleven months. I took it all in stride.Then, I was in the slammer for a year on a trumped-up drug bust. And that's not all. When I got out, I took a trip across the country. Some bikers cut me up so bad I looked like 150 pounds of strawberry jam. The point is, handled it.Even as a kid – I was bitten by a rattler, and another ti...